The Fangs Of The Unknown
Chapter 1: The Battlefield
A/N: Disclaimer rolling, pay attention fellas!!! I don't own Kyou Kara Maou... All I own is an electric guitar and an Xbox... So don't sue me... Hehe... On with the show... Start the music...
The battlefield before his eyes gave him mixed feelings. He wanted to throw up because of the pungent smell of blood, he felt angered by the bodies of his allies and his subordinates. Countless and lifeless bodies scattered throughout the hills, stenching and decaying its beauty which was once an attraction for tourists. The young Maou looked around from his high position, looking for his companions. All in all, he only saw four. They were Yozak, Conrad, Gwendal and finally Wolfram. Each of them fighting their own opponent.
"Yuuri!!! Stop daydreaming and fight, you WIMP!!!" Yuuri heard a yell close to him. Probably from Wolfram since the word "wimp" was in the sentence and that he was close by to observe the Maou's actions.
"Gomen!!" Yuuri acknowledged. He charged at the nearest enemy, which seemed to be much taller and more aggressive than Yuuri. With the legendary Maken, Morgif, in hand and the Maou's shining pitch black armor on, Yuuri looked like a hero. A demon hero, in fact, eventhough he was only sixteen recently.
Focusing all his strength on his wrist and arms, he swung down the blade on his foe. The big opponent saw this coming and evaded, quickly taking up his former position. Yuuri cursed. He had lost every drop of mercy, even to the last milliliter, ever since that day of tragedy on his family. His heart ached at the memory of the one closest to him being killed just because of his "too-kind-to-everyone" habit, as Wolfram had put it. Gomen, Onii-chan.
Even though the carnage and deafening sounds of the battle was utmostly distracting, Yuuri noticed an opening in his opponent's stance. Without hesitation, he plunged the blade deeply, swiftly and accurately into his opponent's abdomen. Yuuri wasn't satisfied. With his free left-armored-hand, he punched the back of the blade up and created a very large wound, exposing the intestines and innards that were meant to be inside.
Yuuri laughed a bitter laugh, grabbing Wolfram's and Conrad's attention. Both of their eyes went wide with horror as they witnessed the ugly fate which had befallen on the Big Shimaron soldier's mutilated body, falling to the ground. They were so shocked that they did not even notice Yuuri on the move to his next target with great speed.
Wolfram was the first one to break out of paralysis and quickly ran after Yuuri after locating the young double-black, but he was immediately pulled back by Conrad's outstretched hand.
"I think it is best to leave him alone for now, Wolfram!" Conrad shouted, trying to overcome the noise.
"What!? Why!? He's gonna-" Wolfram stopped halfway after noticing the expression Yuuri was wearing. It was filled with anger, hatred, sadness, regret and especiall obvious, bloodthirst. This wasn't the Yuuri that Wolfram knew. Yuuri would never kill in the first place.
Every kill that Yuuri did was unexplainably sickening. Headless bodies, dangling intestines, body split into two and even worse, limbless torsos. Yuuri was still laughing evilly with Morgif in tow. And as more enemies were being killed, Yuuri's mad laughing gets even more mad.
Wolfram wasn't able to take it, even to the extent of nausea. And Conrad, upon seeing this, went near Wolfram to prepare to catch the blonde prince if he were to faint. Just as planned, Wolfram went past his limits in intestinal fortitude nad collapsed in Conrad's arms.
Conrad remained steady eventhough a battle was going on. Yuuri was already almost out of sight. Conrad commanded Yozak to follow and protect Yuuri. Just in case.
Hang on, Wolfram... You'll be fine.
Meanwhile, Yuuri was speedingly going around the battlefield, giving Yozak a hard time, killing and decapitationg anyone that wore Big Shimaron's crest and uniform. As expected, every enemy he came across had fallen terribly before his tyranny. He would either leave a shocked fellow soldier or a fainted one, behind. If this battle was to be lost, Yuuri would be blamed partly for making one-quarter of his army lose consciousness.
Yozak, who was following Yuuri, was shocked to near-death. Not because of the corpses but because of the Maou's unexplainable actions. To make it worse, Yuuri was wearing an evil smile.
Yuuri's POV
What am I doing?
Why am I killing people?
Is it my nature to be so ruthless?
Heh... I was too kind to them from the very beginning.
Let THEM be destroyed!!! Let THEM rot and burn in the abyssal hell!!!
Their ignorance and uncompassionate actions are unforgivable!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Everyone in the battlefield took a stand still position, staring at the 27th Maou of Shin Makoku. They were truly struck with fear. Even the great Gwendal was scared to the point of having vagina.
Suddenly, Yuuri let out a blinding light followed by his scream... A pained one. Everyone tried to shield their eyes from the unwelcomed light.
After a few seconds, the bright blue light, engulfed the red sky, dissipated into thin air. Yuuri then slowly fainted. Yozak found himself running towards Yuuri, who was lying in the middle of the active battlefield.
After regaining composure, everyone continued to fight and kill each other without mercy. Gwendal, however, was worried and was disturbed. He took over command after Yuuri.
What just happened!?!
Authors note: HEHE!!! I guess that scared the hell outta you guys... Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with Yuuri (HEHEHE... obviously that was an obvious lie)... Oh well... Just one thing that I will say about the next chapter... The tragic day that Yuuri experienced will not be revealed in Chapter 2: What have I done... One more secret, to unlock the next episode, REVIEW!!! Thanks guys!!!